The moment Sanji drops into the chair, whatever was left of her human mask falls away. The War Devil puts her hand on top of his head with open bloodlust in her eyes, a triumphant smile splitting her face. She's Napoleon declaring victory at Austerlitz, a lion standing over its fresh kill, a matador bowing to the crowd. ]
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The moment Sanji drops into the chair, whatever was left of her human mask falls away. The War Devil puts her hand on top of his head with open bloodlust in her eyes, a triumphant smile splitting her face. She's Napoleon declaring victory at Austerlitz, a lion standing over its fresh kill, a matador bowing to the crowd. ]
Sanji spinal cord sword.